"Let Grandpa take a good look. Oh, my Xue'er has grown taller and prettier," Leng Qingtian said proudly. His grandchildren were his pride, but right now, his grandson… alas!
"Xue'er, who is he?" Leng Qingtian looked at the stunningly beautiful man standing behind Xue'er curiously. He wouldn't have noticed him if he hadn't coughed twice.
"Hello, Grandpa. I am Ye Chen," Ye Chen introduced himself. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect to be ignored like this one day.
"Ye Chen?" Leng Qingtian looked at Leng Ruoxue. The meaning in his eyes was obvious—Was he the frail and sickly Ye Chen?
Leng Ruoxue nodded. "It's him."
"How did you two end up together?" Leng Qingtian was puzzled.
"We met in the Illusionary Forest."
"Ah, this…" Leng Qingtian pondered on what he should call him.
"Grandpa, just call me Ye Chen."
